Sometimes I feel my colors fade,
leaving me behind and blue.
With scars I’ll rise, wait for me,
For I will ,soon be true.
I look away and in with the wind,
But unsure is my flight.
Catch me before I go too high
And further away from your sight.
My petals may fall..one by one
Shattering my faith, once tall.
Fragile I am but hold me firm,
Firm enough not to let me fall.
One or twice,I might just break but
don’t leave me alone through this pain.
For if you leave,this time I will break
Never to rise up, ever again.